The night is getting darker, and the cool autumn breeze brings a faint sleepiness, and it is said that autumn is a good time to sleep, so Luo Yi is also a little sleepy now. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The so-called spring sleepiness, summer fatigue, autumn tiredness, and hibernation are not fictional.

But Luo Yi can't sleep now, and the autumn wind brings not only the coolness but also a faint smell of blood.

Luo Yi didn't reject this taste, but he was abruptly very uneasy. The smell of blood came from a distance, and the ignorant Luo Yi was wearing a dirty short skirt, which was the result of crawling around all night.

Behind them, the roar of an unknown beast, it may not be a beast, but one thing is certain, they must be hungry and want to eat, and it just so happens that Luo Yi is the delicacy in their eyes.

Luo Yi is still running, but how fast and how far can a seven-year-old child run even if he tries his best?

Luo Yi's speed was not fast, and the fierce beasts behind him were not in a hurry to swallow Luo Yi as if they were playing with their prey. Despair and fear are their food, as are their souls.

Luo Yi didn't dare to look back, even if there was no trace of fear in his heart at this time.

Yes, even though there were countless roaring horror monsters chasing him behind him, Luo Yi still didn't feel afraid, no fear, no despair, just simply repeating an action, running, or searching.

Luo Yi was looking for something, but he didn't know what he was looking for. Looking through all the memories, I couldn't find what the thing I was looking for looked like, or whether it existed or didn't exist, but there was an expectation, a feeling, Luo Yi knew that he was looking for something, and he had to find it.

Those monsters behind you are not worth mentioning, so don't care.

It's not the first time anyway.

With the mentality of probably like this, Luo Yi ran and ran, this is a road that cannot be seen, the road is down, the road ahead is long and there is no end, everything is dark, Luo Yi can only see the road under your feet.

But the road was flat, there was nothing else, just a dark road.

As he spoke, Luo Yi tripped over a bulging pebble.

The tiny body was thrown out like a rag, and then slammed to the ground.

Pain? no feeling, because that is not needed, has no value.

Helpless? Yes, here it is.

Fear? is also something of no value, don't.

The tiredness in the soul seems to be the whisper of the devil or the piece of cake on the table, even if you know that the result will not be good if you continue, but you can't control it.

I want to sleep.

But Luo Yi didn't dare to sleep, because he knew that falling asleep was just the beginning of another dream. Everything is just a dream, and the difference is whether you are in this dream or not.

In fact, everything is a dream, but when you integrate into the dream, you will empathize, in fact, life is just a dream.

I got up from the ground, rubbed my bleeding knees, and moved slightly, but I felt a heart-rending pain. The preface is retracted, although the pain is worthless, but it seems that there is no way to avoid it now, there is a problem with the dream interference device, is it repaired?The repair fails, please report for repair in time, our hotline is ......

Ignoring the strange voice that suddenly came out of his head, Luo Yi sat directly on the ground, not afraid that his sister would be angry after soiling the beautiful skirt on his body, and then used this as an excuse to replace him with a bunch of strange pairs, after all, it was dirty enough.

In the distance, a black flood filled the air, and a deafening roar of terror erupted.

I didn't feel it when I ran just now, but now when I stop, I can feel those cries, it's noisy, it's annoying. Just listening to it makes you feel the urge to gouge your ears out.

Luo Yi stretched out his hand to cover his ears, he is not human, although it is useless to cover his ears, but it is good to comfort him.

Far away, in fact, not far.

For this place, distance is really useless, just a few differences in feeling.

For this place, where even space is incomplete, the distance extending from the concept of space does not exist.

The so-called distance and proximity are just a sense of rejection here, Luo Yi looked at those monsters far away, in fact, in his sense, those monsters had already taken his whole person in his mouth, but he was reluctant to swallow it and it was not easy to separate.

And there are too many of these monsters, too many.

Dream elves are infinite, because the number is meaningless to them, and in the same way, there is only one dream elf strictly speaking, just like the shadow plane mentioned earlier, there is something similar to the main consciousness that controls all individuals.

But unlike that, each individual of the dream elves is also relatively independent, and the dream elves have no way to become stronger like the shadows of the shadow plane, and they are all mutually repulsive.

Dream elves are indefinite, they don't exist in themselves, and their appearance is nothing more than what the dreamer fears.

In fact, the origin of the name Dream Elf is also a fairy tale that I don't know if it is a poignant fairy tale.

It is said that it was a long time ago, when there was an innocent and lovely little girl who walked down a suburban path with a certain shabby red hat that had been given to her by her good friend.

She was going to see her best friend, the only friend she had.

She called her, Dream Elf.

The little girl walked along the forest path, but she didn't notice that an elder from the village was following him, his face solemn and fearful.

The little girl walked, walked, and finally, arrived at her destination.

It was a dreamy passage dotted with crystals, some unknown flowers bloomed, and many unnamed candies growing out of the crystals.

Colorful butterflies flutter around the girl with shimmering phosphorescence, as if inviting the girl to her own home to play.

These butterflies are the girl's friends, fantasy creatures she calls dream elves.

However, to the village elder who had crept along, the crystal-forged passage was the bloody maws of terrifying beasts, and the flowers that were open were decaying plants and mutilated bones.

Those beautiful butterflies were imp demons with knives and forks and the wings of an elder bat, and they were holding the little girl and throwing her into the mouth of the beast.

The old man finally couldn't help it, and called out when the little girl was about to enter the crystal passage.

Then she felt the beast raise its head, and its huge eyes glowed as green as lanterns, as if it was unhappy that it had been disturbed from eating, and stared at the old man until he fled in a hurry.

By this time, the girl had entered the crystal passage and came to a garden-like place, which was the home of the dream elves.

The girl had a good time, but the old man, who thought he had fled from the beast's mouth, began to talk about what he had seen.

Finally, when the tired girl returns to the village, what awaits her is everyone's fear.

Then, as a matter of course, the villagers burned the little girl as a witch dressed up as her, and then the village was bloodied by the dream elves with a love story, yes, very loving.